[Part I: DUCK DUCK GOOSE]

[Verse]
I went cop margiela
I still rock on pelle
Brand new jacket yellow
Alla Vodka, Penne
Duck shot hit umbrella
My bitch sweet just like a beignet
Seat coat got vanilla
Suicoke I don't wear dem
Blades they on propeller
Tell them folks I might just Zelle them (Skrrt)
Lotus blowin' flower, I can see how n***as jealous
And I know my momma proud her support got me in my bag
Sing these songs out to the crowd, ain't no way I could imagine
Ain't no way I could imagine
Nah uh uh that's not aloud, 'cause dem folks they're right there spazzing
Bettеr always come correct, when ya' talkin to thе captain
Couple carats on my neck, I feel just like bunny rabbit
N***as styl'n wit' da Tec', got a glove like Michael Jackson
Get enough to stack the bread, 'cause I wan' duck off in Nebraska
I want the crib that got the pasture
You keep the cash I want the masters
On the low he ducking past 'em
I got the key you got it backwards
Aye, gotta up dat fye when disrespect
Gotta keep one in the eye, that's in the head
I was born in late July, you know I'm lit
Gotta keep one in the sky, that's for the dead
Hit a lick and catch a stain wit' da set
Groomer baby, so she damn near a vet
Young n***a small change had to stretch
Ain't never wear a pair of Balmains, that's a bet
[Part II: ALL LOVE]

[Verse]
I can say [?] you know it's all part of the game
In a way I don't ball out [?] doin' cocaine
My competitor [?] so they was snatchin' a chain
I told that lil' bitch that my motion perpetual, gotta throw [?] I put that on my name, yeah
Down south in an Acura, thinkin' bout range
Those who shootin' be accurate, hit you from ranges
[?] I though I could crank it
In the back of my mind, I still think I'm the same kid
'Cause if you diss me on the low, you know I gotta hit ya'
'Cause if you try me, I'm a treat you like [an issue?]
That magazine guarantee you [bitch gon' ?]
My bitch, she rock CELINE, and she know to keep a pistol
It's just a couple things, only reason that I missed ya'
Lil Spike gon' get the rings, I feel like Sonic on a mission
I tell you a lot, but you don't listen
I didn't [want?] the vision
Ridin' round town, downtown Orlando, I'm writin' 'bout division
I told them multiply the facts you gettin', they just listen
I don't give a fuck about all that, subtract it from addition
It came up penny pinching, never waitin' for a pension
Comin' up out them projects, [circle's dances?] turn to prison sentence
Them n***as move with vengeance, all up in the spot it land us
Dope boy ain't leave no witness, guarantee they let him finish
I know that they [fossilfied?] him
At 4 or 5 AM
Got flight at 10:30
Shit, you know how my mind racing